Page 105 of No Apologies
Chapter Nineteen
It was late and Skylar couldn’t sleep. She’d been right. It felt all wrong being alone in her bed. And she hated that she’d fallen so hopelessly, so helplessly in love with a man that couldn’t admit he loved her in return because she was addicted to him now and he might never come back and hold her so that she could sleep ever again.
Jemma had long since gone to bed, or rather back to Cash’s apartment to wait for him. Funny she’d started to think of it as Cash’s and not Cash and Colt’s. She tried to figure out exactly when that had happened. Probably around the same time she convinced herself that Colt would fall madly in love with her, move his things over here and make her apartment, their apartment instead.
She’d never really considered herself a dreamer but there it was. Exhibit A. She might not be a princess. She might not need saving. But she damn sure wanted her happily ever after with her not quite charming bastard prince.
Skylar paced her bedroom and when her mind insisted on playing her last conversation with Colt back on a loop, she knew that she couldn’t be still a moment longer. Cash had said that he would bring Colt home to her but since when was she the type to wait around for somebody else to do what she could do herself? They’d been gone for hours and she’d been sitting here like a useless princess in a tower instead of going out there and getting her man.
She picked up her cell phone and hit the first button to call Jemma. It rang twice and a very sleepy voice finally came on the phone. She almost felt bad that she’d woken Jemma considering her best friend was pregnant but this was more important than a little beauty sleep.
“Sky? What’s wrong?” Jemma asked groggily.
“Is Cash back?”
“Uh… no. Hold on.” There was the sound of rustling on the other end and she imagined Jemma sitting up and looking at a clock on a nightstand, “I was tired so I laid down for a bit. Is it really that late?”
“Yeah.”
“They’ve been gone a long time, huh?”
“Yeah.” She grit her teeth, “You haven’t heard from Cash at all?”
“I don’t think so. Hold on. Let me check.”
Skylar rolled her eyes up at the ceiling and held her breath as she waited. That bad feeling was starting to coil in her guts again. It was the same bad feeling she’d gotten the night Colt was attacked. But before the bad feeling could take root and a dozen images of the twins lying hurt or worse could flash through her head, Jemma came back on the line.
“There’s a text from him saying they’re at Remy’s and not to worry that he’d be home as soon as he could.”
“Remy’s?” Skylar frowned, “I thought Remy was staying with Lincoln?”
“He was but he moved out the other night.”
“After he found out about Lincoln using Colt to fight for the family?”
“Yeah.”
Skylar softened even more towards the elder Bomar brother. She wasn’t entirely sure what Remy’s relationship with the twins was like these days but whenever they all got together next she was going to point out all of the good their older brother had done for them. Of course that only reminded her that she might never be part of a gathering between all of them again and she shook off the momentary distraction.
She needed to find Colt.
“Do you know where Remy moved to?”
“Some old trailer out on the Bomar land I think.” The sleep was fading from Jemma’s voice fast, “Don’t even think about it Sky.”
“What?”
“It’s dark. We have no idea where that trailer is and it’s not safe to go wandering around Bomar property. You’re not going out there.”
Jemma was right of course, on all counts. If Skylar went out there alone she might never find the trailer she hadn’t even known existed until a minute ago. And if she ran into Decker or any of the other Bomars doing God only knew what kind of illegal activity she just might end up shot like a trespasser.
Even still she shook her head, “When did Cash send you that message?”
“What?”
“How long ago did he send it? Is it possible they’re still out there? It’s been hours, Jem. Hours. What if something happened to them?”
“Sky, nothing is going to happen to them on their own land and before you mention it, even if Decker stumbled onto them, it’s three against one these days. They’re fine”
